One day a reaper named Krisandra Setzer is going to go reap a soul that she was assigned to reap. As she was about to walk out the door, she hears her name being called. She turns around and sees her supervisor, William T. Little. "Yes sir? What is it?" She asks him. He moves out of the way and she sees a boy who could be no more than 16 years old.

"This is our newest recruit." William tells her. "So? What do you want to do with me and him?" She asks him a little annoyed. "He is your partner from now on." William says and Krisandra rolls her eyes and sighs. The boy does a slight bow at the waist. "It is an honor to work beside you. I'll try my hardest to be worthy to be working beside you." He says to her.

'Maybe he isn't so bad afterall..' Krisandra thought to herself. She lifts her old fashioned death scythe so that the blade rests on her shoulder. "Come on rookie. We got work to do." She says and the rookie follows after her. They go to the place where the person scheduled to die lives. "The soul that we are to reap belongs to a boy named Cardlin Smith. His parents were murdered by a band of knights in a war a few years ago. He practices magic that is forbidden and forgotten by his people." Krisandra says as she reads his file. The new recruit looks at Krisandra. "Miss Krisandra. Ever since I joined the academy, I have wanted to be just like you." He says and Krisandra smirks softly. "That is very kind of you." She says and pushes up her reaper glasses. Krisandra has long brown curly hair, green eyes (when people become reapers, they get green eyes), a white button-up blouse, a black jacket, a black pencil skirt and black heels. Her death scythe looked like ones from classic stories of what a reaper scythe would look like she was one of the original reapers and is actually a legendary reaper. Although she may be a girl, she has risen through the ranks rather quickly and while doing so, she has received respect from her peers as well as the higher ups. But, when she stares at the newest reaper she gets curious. "What is your name boy?" She asks him. He turns his head to face her and he clears his throat. "My name is Anthony Hunter.." He says shyly. She nods and continues to watch their person, waiting for the time for them to strike...

To be continued..